led on the table. He then placed it under his nose and smelled it carefully.Suddenly, an extremely familiar smell rushed into his nostrils."This is...rammed earth!"Wu Xie's expression on his face chan..."Blood"
Wu Ling was taken aback. He shone his flashlight around the room, illuminating the black stains on the walls, floor, and even the ceiling.
These black stains seem to cover the entire hallway. If they were bloodstains...
This place must have experienced a horrific massacre.
Wu Ling looked at the bloodstains on the ceiling, her mind a little foggy, her throat tight:
"Wow, what kind of situation would splatter blood all over the ceiling It couldn't have been someone swinging a person around, right"
He had never seen this kind of situation and bearing before, Wu Ling couldn't help but be a little startled.
Imagine a corridor about ten meters long, almost completely covered in blood.
Even the walls and ceiling above were splattered with blood, and the air was thick with the stench of death.
In this environment, people wouldn't be driven mad, but they'd at least get a good fright.
Although Wu Ling often watches horror movies, watching them and actually experiencing what the characters in the movies go through are completely different things. They are not the same at all.
For God's sake, whose good deed is it that the hallway is full of blood!
Could this place really be a place where people are murdered and their bodies disposed of
Wu Ling looked at the horrifying surroundings, her mind racing with thoughts.
Although he was terrified in his heart, he was rather fortunate to have a strong enough heart.
Wu Ling took a deep breath, her Adam's apple bobbing slightly. She squeezed the iron rod in her hand, feeling the cold touch of metal against her skin. As her mind gradually calmed from its frantic state, she found a sense of clarity.
He took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down. Then, he grabbed his flashlight and started observing the surroundings.
As the saying goes, "Great artists are bold," and Wu Ling is a prime example of this right now.
After that ghost sister with an extremely "lovely" appearance.
At first, there was a slight change in his mindset. Although he would still be startled by frightening things, at least he could calm down and think carefully instead of screaming hysterically.
After all, people have to learn to grow.
And before that, the system had told him that this place wasn't as comfortable as his original world.
There are many things here that cannot be explained by common sense.
Even a ghost sister who laughs giggling in the face of someone whose intestines are exposed has been had.
What else is he unacceptable to
And Tung's ability to reward people isn't a joke either. Wu Ling is, after all, a man who possesses martial arts mastery.
Even if I can't save the world wearing a red pair of shorts, at least I have the ability to protect myself and others.
Wu Ling muttered to herself for a while before calming down.
However, he was still a little uncomfortable with his surroundings, his face looking rather pale.
Seeing Wu Ling's nervous emotions, Wu Xie on the side wiped the blood from his hands.
His clean hands clasped Wu Ling's back and patted gently, asking with some concern: "Are you alright"
Wu Ling felt her older brother's comfort, she blinked at him and shook her head, saying:
"No problem, small scale, we can handle it. Looks like the enemy's firepower is pretty strong."
Seeing that his younger brother still had the heart to joke, Wu Xie felt a slight ease in his mind.
Although he felt a little uneasy when he saw the scene.
But he was a man who had seen the world, and after a moment of composure, he recovered.
After regaining his composure, he worried that Wu Ling would be frightened by this terrifying environment. Unexpectedly, his younger brother was more capable and courageous than he had imagined.
After Wu Xie let out a breath, his fingers squeezed Wu Ling's shoulder with some force.
He didn't say anything, just whispered three words softly: "Brother's here."
Although the situation in this corridor was eerie, there was still not a sound.
After calming down, the two took their flashlights and walked forward.
This corridor was not only covered in blood, but the structure of the space itself was also rather strange.
On the left is a brick wall, on the right is a room.
If you look at it alone, you wouldn't notice anything strange.
But according to the building structure above, this corridor is nearly twenty meters long.
There should be at least two to three rooms on the right.
Upon closer inspection, they were somewhat surprised to find...
On the right, there are indeed three rooms, but the other two rooms have been sealed with cement.
It looks like the two rooms were separated from each other.
Besides, the mortar sealing the doorway was very crudely done, as if something inside needed to be kept from coming out, hastily plastered over.
They looked at each other, though both felt something was strange.
But at this time they did not have the extra energy to consider these problems, but carefully walked towards the iron gate in front of them.
In the empty corridor, faint yet unmistakable footsteps could be heard, "tap, tap, tapping" continuously.
Because the hallway was eerily quiet, the sound of footsteps echoed in the vast space, making it sound quite frightening.
Wu Ling swallowed nervously, her heart pounding with a strange sense of unease.
But his footsteps forward, have never stopped.
The two moved lightly to the door, then Wu slanted a glance at Wu Ling and made a rather complicated gesture with his hand.
Wu Ling blinked her eyes, then gave a silly "OK" sign with a cute expression.
Wu Xie saw him answer and reached out to push his glasses up his face.
Subsequently.
"Peng!"
With a familiar sound, Wu Xie kicked the door open directly, but he hadn't had time to look inside.
He saw that the child, who should have been behind him at that time, slipped into the house like a little loach, holding an iron rod in his hand.
Wu's pupils constricted, and her arm instinctively reached forward.
The little mudfish was surprisingly fast, and he managed to escape.
Wu Ling remembered his older brother's movements, after Wu Xie kicked open the door.
He bolted forward, clutching his small iron rod tightly. His gaze swept across the surroundings with meticulous attention, his muscles taut, his eyes no longer clear but intensely sharp.
As he slipped into the house, he immediately took out his flashlight and shone it around the room.
However, there was an unexpected discovery: the house wasn't filled with demons and monsters, or severed limbs as he had imagined.
...and was an especially ordinary, almost like a break room kind of house.
Under the flashlight's beam, Wu Lingyi immediately saw a writing desk piled high with files and papers inside the room.
And there's a bookcase next to the desk, which looks like a filing cabinet, as well as a wooden bed in the furthest corner of the room.
"Huh" Wu Ling's attention was drawn to a wooden bed in the corner, and he couldn't help but walk towards it.
On the wooden bed lay a quilt that had rotted into a black-green color, smelling extremely foul and heavily of mildew.
But what was strange at this moment was that the blanket inside was bulging and looked like there was a dead body wrapped inside.
Wu Ling licked her fangs, though fear lingered in her heart, a more overwhelming feeling was the bloodthirsty excitement.
He gripped the iron rod in his hand, his steps light yet steady as he walked towards the bed.
One step, two steps.
In the blink of an eye, he reached the bedside.
Perhaps like a newborn calf fearless of tigers, the next second.
Wu Ling tightened her grip on the iron rod in her hand, tensing every muscle in her body, ready to launch an attack immediately if any unexpected situation arose.
Then, extremely cautious yet somewhat rashly, he poked at the bulging blanket.
With a slight scraping sound, the pitch-black blanket was poked in by Wu Ling's stick, deflating and swaying back and forth.
When I felt the blanket beneath me, although it was soft, there wasn't that sensation of poking into my skin.
Wu Ling's heart relaxed a little, and she used the iron rod in her hand to directly pull the quilt off.
Only a pillow stained with a little black dirt was lying inside the quilt.
This pillow, I don't know what material it's made of. It's still plump and lumpy after all these years, and it looks very soft.
...when he saw that it was a small pillow, not some new 'good friend' inside.
He reached out and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, patted his chest: "Oh my god, this is too exciting! If something like this happened twice more, I'd be going to see the King of Hell."
"But luckily, this young master has a big heart. If it were an ordinary person, they would have been so scared they peed themselves!"
Speaking of which, Wu Ling smacked her lips and was grateful that she had a big heart.
However, before he could celebrate for long.
Suddenly.
Wu Ling only felt a numbness run down her spine, a sense of foreboding spreading from the depths of her heart.er in his hand, forcing himself to calm down. He whispered to Wu Xie beside him, "Brother, did you hear that""Heard."Wu Xie didn't know when he had stood beside Wu Ling. He took the dagger Wu Ling han...